A Dream with Wings
A vision of two golden wings
appeared to us above the hill.
When closer yet, we felt its flames.
We dared to ask it of its names.
"Some know me as the Angel of Spring,
while others dub me Phoenix Bird.
Beyond all words, I shall return,"
it said, before that vision passed.
And then our shoulders shuddered back,
where wings did sprout before our eyes.
As birds we blurted through the clouds,
wondering what dreams would come.
A Dream with Wings © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Last line intentionally (partly) echoic of a line from Hamlet's famous soliloquy:
Submitted: March 3, 2019